In Progress [SASUNARU]

21

I grip the slick pages of my new book as I leave the store once again, that new paper smell filling my nostrils. They had something I actually wanted, something that really fit the description. A book about gay sex between male individuals. When I walked up to the old lady's counter she almost gawked at the book, then me, desperately trying to maintain composure as she took my money. She still gave me a warm goodbye and a wave as I exited though, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. I flip the page, marveling at the explicit content that I so desperately needed. Not for masturbatory purposes, but so I can gain more knowledge regarding preparation of the receiving partner. I audibly gasp, having a few heads turn my way, I use my hands to shield the cover of my new prized possession from prying eyes. But a thought had come to me, what if Naruto wanted to top? I don't think I'd have much of a problem with it although I'd honestly prefer to top, getting fucked doesn't really seem very appealing to me, but if it's Naruto I think I'd be able to make an exception. I'd be happy to be with him whichever way he prefers. He might be triggered by bottoming considering the way he woke up, the pain, my cum in his ass. He probably doesn't want to be reminded of that. I close the book and look up, noticing I'm getting closer to Naruto's apartment. Hurrying past the building in hopes of not having to see him with this book on me. As I pass his building I sigh, releasing breath I had no idea I was holding. The coast is clear. Opening up my book once more as I consider what I should do if I'm on the receiving end of this arrangement. I don't really remember how big his dick is exactly, but it definitely isn't small..
"Sasuke..." I hear a familiar voice, cursing myself I look up, slamming the book shut as I see Naruto and the sage walking in my direction. Jiraiya eyeing the book I just shut. Fuck. Well him knowing that I'm gay is fine I suppose, nothing wrong with that. And I doubt he'll connect the dots so-

"What's that in your hand Sasuke?" Naruto asks, he doesn't really seem okay, puffy eyes and a red nose as if he's been crying. Naruto doesn't cry. My heart drops to the pit of my stomach. This is all my fault. I look at the ground for a second, halting. And then it clicks. If he's been crying, and he's with his sensei... does Jiraiya know- no, I don't have enough evidence to conclude that.
"Yeah Sasuke, what's that in your hand?" His voice taunting, he looks at me with a dead stare, as if I'm some sort of prisoner of war.
"It's just a book." I state, hoping they'll leave it at that as I hold it at my side so they can't see the cover.  Realizing I have the binding facing them my cheeks flush a bit before I flip the book around so the pages are facing them instead, book still closed shut. Unfortunately I saw a flicker in Jiraiya's expression. He fucking caught it. God fucking damnit.
"Kid, is that a porno?" He grimaces, as if he's disgusted, maybe he's homophobic.
"Oh" is all that Naruto musters, impaling my heart with such a vague response. Is he grossed out? I try to come up with an adequate response that isn't straight up lying.
"It's just-"
"You slimy piece of shit..." the sage snarls, balling his fists.
"After what you did to him you go and get yourself a fucking faggot porno!"
Naruto's face snaps into shock at his reaction.
"Hey-" he lets out, likely in an attempt to deescalate the situation.
"You did it on purpose didn't you!? You perverted fucking kid!" He yells, interrupting Naruto. I plan to respond before he stops me with a swift yet hardy punch to the gut, no chakra behind it, but strong enough to knock me to the ground. He takes a deep breath, visibly calming down quite a bit. So I attempt to get up, only to get punched in the face. Fuck, my money maker. I sigh, not interested in fighting back, every part of my being is telling me to take the beating, 'you deserve it' and I do. I deserve every ounce of pain he's willing to send my way.

"Do your worst old man, I won't fight back." I say monotonously once I get a chance to speak in between the fists colliding with my face. He looks at me in shock, his brows raising for a quick moment before he looks dead again.
"My pleasure." he smirks, punching me in the stomach once more, this time with chakra behind the force. I feel my throat fill with blood as I begin to cough it up. Sprawled out on the ground, waiting for the next punch to collide with my jaw as I stare him in the eye, for a second I wonder if Naruto started walking away, leaving me to get the ass whooping karma has had lined up for my sorry ass. Wondering if he also thinks I deserve this. But it never comes. Instead I see Naruto's fist holding his. He's protecting me. Are you fucking kidding me.
"What the hell are you doing!?" The blond asks, bewildered by the sudden turn of events.
"Kid-"
"It's okay Naruto, I deserve to rot alive, this is the least he can do." Naruto furrows his brows, even more bewildered by my self deprecating behavior.
"He said what he said." Jiraiya exclaims, a smirk on his face as he pulls up his sleeves, winding up for another swing at my chest. I brace myself for impact.
"STOP, YOU TWO!"
We pause. Both whipping our heads in the direction of Naruto, the whiskers on his cheeks thickening. Once he has our attention he lets out a deep breath, stretching his hands by his side.
"Sasuke..." he looks at me, a fist still in front of  me, Jiraiya and I completely frozen.
"You don't deserve this, I don't deserve to watch this." He looks at his teacher.
"And you." Jiraiya audibly gulps, I've never seen him in a situation where he appears so compromised. As if Naruto's got some sort of hold on him.
"You're a grown fucking man and I've told you the circumstances!"
"But he had a-"
"So fucking what!?! He had a book with naked guys in it! Even if he has it to jack off, that doesn't make him a pervert! You write that shit!"
"But I didn't rape anybody!"
"You don't even know why he has it!"
The old man turns to me, retracting his fist. He grits his teeth, asking me.
"Care to explain, Uchiha?" His voice full of reluctance. Naruto looks at me, obviously hoping for a reasonable answer that wasn't just 'I wanted to jack off.' I sigh, I was desperately trying to avoid a situation like this, but here I am. 
"I was... it's not a-"
"Spit it out kid." I almost roll my eyes at that, if he were in my place he would be doing the same.
"It's not necessarily a porno, it's just a graphic book with photos and diagrams. Explaining gay sex in detail" He grits his teeth harder, jaw clenching, brows furrowing in anger.
"See?!" He exclaims, as if he's gotten to the bottom of this bullshit predicament.
"You didn't let him explain why he has it Pervy sage." Naruto defends, sounding exhausted. He looks to me once more.
"Why did you have it Sasuke?"
"I-I... you told me that you would need me during your heat, implying that I'd need to preform well. And I didn't... prepare you well last time. Y-you couldn't even stand-" my voice cracks, I try not to cry , given that Jiraiya is here. I don't know him well, and at the moment he's trying to beat the shit out of me. Crying doesn't seem to be in my best interest.

"I...I needed more information because the last thing I want to do is hurt you. But if you want to top that's fine too-"
Naruto clears his throat, trying to shut me up. I wasn't trying to embarrass him. Jiraiya looks at me in disgust before his expression softens.
"See? He was just trying to help."
Jiraiya grimaced once more, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Bet he's having fun..."
"Just fucking stop. You're making me sick. You're making him sound like some creep." Naruto demands. He's cursing at him a lot. Jiraiya sticks a hand out to me, palm facing the sky, fingers straight.
"He is!"
"HE'S NOT SOME FUCKING CREEP YOU ASSHOLE! Can't you see how disturbing that shit is to me?"
"I'm sorry kid, it's just-"
"Don't take your guilt out on him. He's already got enough of his own. And I'm the only one that should be angry here! If you hit him again I'll be the one you're fighting, if you can even call what you were doing to him a fight..." Jiraiya furrows his brows in confusion before stepping back.
"Alright. I'm gonna take my leave and pull myself together. Sorry Sasuke..."
I get up, dusting myself off.
"It's no problem, actually made me feel a bit better." He waves my last comment off as he walks into the distance.
Naruto faces me after watching the sage's silhouette get smaller and smaller as he walks off. "You're coming with me." Extremely confused, I follow him, picking my book off of the ground.

As we walk into his apartment I start to sense that I'm not here to talk. He's been silent the whole walk over. He turns around after pointing to something on the floor.
"You're going to clean up the ramen I spilled on my lap thinking about you this morning."
Interesting...